Houston has been a little cold the last two days. This happened to us last week as well resulting in school being cancelled on Friday.
I saw this today on my way to the J.O.B. and even though I was running late, I stopped to take a picture. A friend mentioned that this is only something you would see in the Midwest and I explained that no, you don't see this in the Midwest because the fountain would have been drained in November and possibly even covered for winter! No, this is a uniquely Southern winter phenomenon.
I normally would never stop to take such a picture, but I was inspired by the book I just read, The Beauty of Different by Karen Walrond. I attended a book signing on Tuesday and Karen talked about how some people say that photographers are detached from events because they are busy shooting pictures, but she argues that shooting pictures is how she stops and really enjoys and observes things. So there you go-- I knew I needed to stop and shoot an iced fountain that would be gone by the afternoon.
Her book contains beautiful photographs and lots of stories on a variety of themes based around, well, the beauty of different. It's an interesting and pretty book that you can read in small doses such as the ten minutes between the time I get in bed and the time I fall asleep.
If you want to see and read more of Karen's work, she is the author of the blog Chookooloonks which also focuses on photography and observations about its subjects.
And I must say this is a record this week-- I've been in bed now for almost 25 minutes and I'm st